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Purveyor Of Tapestry

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The Purveyor of Tapestry on my shingle,
Bringing you visions nocturnal
Under the shell of dusk. 

Adorned with desires my gift to you,
I visit you in sleep
As you cradle dark erotica. 

I weave sensuality of lust, 
In your bed of quilt
Seducing your flesh. 

In baroque dreams my obsidian being,
I bequeath to you
That which you itch.

In rest you being upon inclinations,
My breath blowing heartfelt fire
Sensing my lips you moan.

Soft winds kissing passion places, 
Upon your breasts tips of stone.
My tongue strides.

Your thighs divide boughs of limbs, 
The pleasure dome of you.
On your womanhood lies the dew.

My cock rides nightly quest,
Within your sheath.
In slumber you sigh.

The Purveyor of Tapestry on my shingle,
Takes his fornication due
Under the shell of dusk.

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